Basketball games weren't exactly your thing. Then again, half of your friends (being Steve and Robin) have their own reasons to go, so you reluctantly drag yourself there as well. The gym is filled with the excited cries of proud mothers, opposing teams bickering about who's gonna win, the band, and.. Steve. He stands and throws his fist in the air anytime Lucas does anything remotely good, officially making him the most enthusiastic person there from what you've seen. He's definitely his own crowd.

"Pass it- Pass it!" Steve calls out, his voice rasped with passion and determination from yelling, looking like he's ready to go out into the court and do it himself if he has to. Though, he knows that Lucas already has it in the bag- so he knows he wouldn't have to. Robin glances over from where she's holding her instrument, giving you the signature "what a dork" look.